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sunshineverse2014-07-24 12:00 am
not_thedragon) wrote in sunshineverse2014-07-24 12:00 am
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[forward-dated to August 18th]
Who: Uchiha Sasuke & Uchiha Obito
When: August 18th
Where: Hokage's office
What: Sasuke thinks he's coming in to talk about a delinquent mission report, but there's something better in store. Sort of.
Mikoto had been the one to deliver the summons, patting him on the head as he'd moaned piteously and somewhat incoherently into his pillow about slavedrivers and writing his reports later. It was possible that he'd heard it from a more official source, but when Sasuke jolted awake to his alarm many hours before he was actually ready to wake up, it was only his mother's message that stuck with him.
Meet Obito in his office as soon as you can tomorrow -- "Ugh," Sasuke groaned aloud, and fumbled for the two mission reports (the mess that had been Yuki, and the hot mess that had been Sky) that were still missing conclusions, hair a riotous mess sticking out in every direction.
An hour later in front of Obito's office doors, his hair was in slightly better condition (again thanks to Mikoto) and the mission reports had conclusions. Scrawled, rather terse ones, but at least they were complete. Squaring his shoulders for the possibility of a lecture on delayed reports right after Obito had warned everyone about missing information, Sasuke knocked on the door.
When: August 18th
Where: Hokage's office
What: Sasuke thinks he's coming in to talk about a delinquent mission report, but there's something better in store. Sort of.
Mikoto had been the one to deliver the summons, patting him on the head as he'd moaned piteously and somewhat incoherently into his pillow about slavedrivers and writing his reports later. It was possible that he'd heard it from a more official source, but when Sasuke jolted awake to his alarm many hours before he was actually ready to wake up, it was only his mother's message that stuck with him.
Meet Obito in his office as soon as you can tomorrow -- "Ugh," Sasuke groaned aloud, and fumbled for the two mission reports (the mess that had been Yuki, and the hot mess that had been Sky) that were still missing conclusions, hair a riotous mess sticking out in every direction.
An hour later in front of Obito's office doors, his hair was in slightly better condition (again thanks to Mikoto) and the mission reports had conclusions. Scrawled, rather terse ones, but at least they were complete. Squaring his shoulders for the possibility of a lecture on delayed reports right after Obito had warned everyone about missing information, Sasuke knocked on the door.